Fairfield Industrial Dog Object

“Can you even have a tribute band when they’re still alive?” asks Edwina, between sucking on her straw.

“It’s meant to be ironic,” replies Alice. “They sold out to the labels and gave away the means of production to the bourgeoisie. As a tribute band, we’re showing people how far behind the times they are. Plus their last album was shit.”

“I didn’t think it was that bad,” mutters Sarah.

Alice continues unfazed, “We’re on the front lines of class warfare, and this is an opportunity to strike a blow for the proletariat!”

Edwina and Sarah look at each other across the table. The closest they get to buying the ideology is a Che Guevara t-shirt that Sarah bought in an op-shop five years ago. On the other hand, they don’t know anyone else who can play guitar. In the end, they talk her down to just slagging off the Arctic Monkeys in their next song.